As long as one could stay alive, losing memory was not within Xie Jiuniang's scope of concern.
Xie Jiuniang said gravely, "Elder Yan, whatever you need, please feel free to ask."
"A high-grade piece of Soul-Nourishing Wood, a Calming Pill, and also Starwood, three pieces of the same size as the last time," Elder Yan's heart trembled with each item he listed.
All were extremely rare.
However, Elder Yan believed that Xie Jiuniang could procure them.
Xie Jiuniang's brows furrowed tightly, "I don't have high-grade Soul-Nourishing Wood, only the ordinary grade."
She then took out the Soul-Nourishing Wood she had on her.
